Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Unfortunately.
Author's Note: If you don't like MMAD, get out of my life. In my world, Albus is alive, straight and is or should be happily married to Minerva.
Chapter 1
Hermione was walking back from Arithmancy when she saw it. A small, green journal lying on the floor. She picked it up and saw on the cover, "The Diary of a Gryffindor Girl," she read aloud. Puzzled, she put it in her bag to look at later.
All through dinner, she thought about the mysterious green journal. "Hermione, are you alright? You've been spacing out all through dinner," Harry said anxiously. Hermione raised her eyes from her plate and gave Harry a small smile. "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. I'm going to bed. See you, guys." Hermione left the Great Hall, knowing that many eyes were following her. She went up to the Room of Requirement instead of her dorm, figuring she'd have more privacy to read the diary.
Once she was settled on the cushions that the Room had provided, she opened the diary to the first page and read:
This is the diary of Minerva Catriona Ginevra Sabrina McGonagall. If you are not me, get out of my life.
She lowered the diary. "Holy…….crap…." she said aloud. "This is McGonagall's diary??" She opened the diary - and closed it again. 'To read or not to read' she thought wryly. She decided to risk it, trying not to think how much trouble she'd be in if McGonagall found out. She opened the diary to the second page and read:
November 14, 1941
Dear Diary
I have a major problem.
I should probably introduce myself. Before I explain my problem. All right, then.
My name is Minerva Catriona Ginevra McGonagall, however I hate Minerva and Catriona, therefore for the most part people call me Ginny or Sabrina. There is only one person I allow to call me Minerva. And that is where my problem begins.
I have a big crush on my Transfiguartion teacher. I mean, a BIG crush.
Hermione lowered the book thoughtfully. "Who was McGonagall's Transfiguration teacher?" she wondered aloud. Shrugging, she returned her attention to the diary.
I mean, how can I have a crush on my teacher?! I know half the girls in this SCHOOL do, but there's a difference between them and I. They like him because he's handsome. I like him. Not his looks, HIM.
I like his brain, his laugh, the way he keeps all his Muggle candies in that little jar on his desk……
Hermione was starting to get a sneaking suspicion that she knew who the 16-year old McGonagall liked…….
However, it all comes to one thing. I, Minerva McGonagall, have a crush on Albus Dumbledore.
Hermione dropped the book in surprise. "Holy…….crap," she managed to say. "McGonagall had a crush on Dumbledore??